Flicker was a very small firefly, and he loved to blink! But Flicker didn't know a lullaby. All the other fireflies knew beautiful, sleepy songs to help the forest animals drift off to dreamland. He wished he could help too.
One evening, Flicker saw Barnaby Bear trying to sleep. Barnaby was tossing and turning! 'What's wrong, Barnaby?' Flicker blinked softly.
Barnaby yawned a big yawn. 'I can't sleep,' he mumbled. 'It's too quiet. My mama always sings me a lullaby, but she's busy.'
Flicker thought and thought. He couldn't *sing* a lullaby, but he could blink! He started to blink slowly, then a little faster, then slow again. Blink… blink… slow… blink…
Barnaby Bear watched Flicker’s gentle blinking. It was like a little light show, and it was very calming. 'That's… nice, Flicker,' Barnaby said, his eyes getting heavy.
Flicker kept blinking, making his light dance. He imagined his blinking *was* a lullaby, a quiet, sparkly song just for Barnaby. Blink… blink… peaceful… blink…
Soon, Barnaby was fast asleep! Flicker blinked a little brighter, happy he could help. He flew to Rosie Rabbit, who was also having trouble sleeping.
He blinked his gentle lullaby for Rosie, and then for Finley Fox. Each blink was a little wish for sweet dreams. The forest grew quiet and peaceful.
Old Man Owl, who saw everything, hooted softly. 'Flicker,' he said, 'you don't need a song to sing a lullaby. A kind heart and a gentle light are enough.'
Flicker blinked happily. He learned that a lullaby wasn't just about sounds, it was about sharing comfort and kindness. And every night after that, Flicker blinked his special lullaby to all the sleepy creatures in the forest, helping them drift off to the sweetest dreams.